Chapter 783: Chapter 783

Chapter 783:

Patrick and Hamilton were both stunned. They hadn’t anticipated seeing Lindsay being beaten so mercilessly by a convict serving a life sentence.

After all, Lindsay was still the daughter of the powerful Morgan family.

Patrick was perplexed. With Wilton’s instructions to take care of Lindsay discreetly, why would she be subjected to such treatment?

Patrick couldn’t wrap his mind around it and voiced his doubts.

“Miss Sanderson, didn’t Lindsay’s father arrange for special protection for her? Weren’t the guards supposed to intervene during the beating?”

Harlee’s lips curled slightly, her gaze calm as she regarded the baffled Patrick.

“Lindsay managed to alienate all the prison guards.”

Hamilton paused to think for a moment.

“Even if she angered all the guards, they should have stepped in as soon as they saw her being beaten, shouldn’t they?”

Patrick grew even more puzzled.

“Exactly.

Didn’t Wilton ensure his daughter was well looked after? He even secured a private cell for her. It seems unlikely that anyone would dare to bully her.”

Harlee rose, her eyes dark as night, and cracked a slight smile.

“Yet, things were different if she treated the guards with complete disdain and even thrashed at them.”

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Patrick and Hamilton were taken aback. It seemed Lindsay hadn’t learned her lesson even within the confines of the prison, still acting as though she was superior to everyone else.

Had they been in the guards’ shoes, they would have fought back fiercely the moment Lindsay lashed out, regardless of the risk of losing their jobs.

The fact that the guards restrained themselves until that inmate acted indicated they had fulfilled their responsibilities.

Harlee’s eyes narrowed slightly as she gave a cold command.

“For now, put Lindsay’s situation on hold. I want you to look into Etta.”

“Something about her recent silence seems off.”

Since Etta’s return to the Sanderson family, Harlee had felt unnervingly observed.

Despite having trailed Etta on several occasions, she found nothing overtly suspicious.

“Understood.” Patrick and Hamilton nodded.

“If you find nothing, leave it be. Just don’t tip her off.” With this, Harlee ascended the stairs.

Patrick and Hamilton wondered whether Harlee had doubts about their capabilities. It was just a simple investigation, yet she seemed concerned they might mess things up. Knowing Harlee’s nature, they didn’t dare to question her directive and opted for distant surveillance tactics instead.

Harlee settled into her study chair and was about to pick up her phone when it rang. It was a call from the Shadow Moon Society’s exclusive app, displaying a code that hadn’t appeared in nearly three years.

Harlee gently tapped the screen, and immediately, a male voice brimming with vibrant enthusiasm spoke up.

“Oh, my dear Harlee, you’ve finally decided to get in touch.

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